In other news...

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Flashed Before My Eyes.





Ever wonder if your life will flash before your eyes?


Cheers.

SAM results out on monday.

Tick. Tock.

Tick. Tock.

Tick.



Tick.



Tock.



I got word from Lindley. SAM results will be out online as of 6.30 a.m. South Australian time.

Good luck and good riddance.



Tick. Tock.

Tick.

Friday, December 12, 2008

42

The answer to life is 42.

It's true.

Vic and I dicked around for a whole day before the driving theory exam.

After 6 hours of waiting due to wonderful, magical, Malaysian gov efficiency,

we passed with the borderline 42.

=)

42 ftw!

Don't believe me?

Hah. When I was 7, I had a friend who was 6.

7 x 6 = ZOMG!! 42!!

In the left 4 dead marathon I pulled with Aiman, guess how many time we had to retry the same level?

No.

It was 21...

...but there were 2 of us. So 21 x 2..... 42!!

0 . 0

The mystery
My boredom continues.

Monday, December 8, 2008

Happy bday Mel!

Mel, mel, mel,
What the hell
Is there to tell?
Of this girl who rocks heaven and hell.


From turtle love to carbon tea
to The Purple Bananas
Melissa takes the lead
like a tyrannosaurus-


-Rex! Ha. Betcha I made you wonder,
How will he rhyme this, you ponder.

Betcha need more green tea,
To keep up with Mel for a day.
We'll always have free coffee,
Thanks Mel and Happy Birthday!

I Can't Stop Loving You.





Ever wonder if your life will flash before your eyes?


Cheers.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Om nom nom.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KIM!!

=D


Cheers Aiman, Shanti, Syed, Kim and Vic.

You guys are so on my "I'd go to hell and back with nothing more than a shotgun, dual magnums, an electric guitar, and a flask of green tea for you guys" list.


Because everyone else hates green tea.

XD

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

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It might be there, it might not.

Taylor's college is finally embracing and harnessing one of the greatest renewable Malaysian resource of all time: Teenager blogs.

Rhyme Time

(Damn)

Why?

There's a time to wank, and a time to rhyme.
Although these words don't make a dime,
The pen is mightier than the sword,
The rhyme is bouncier than a Ford.

Melbourne will be the second coming,
of the Guitar God Clapton.
But alas the journey's undeciding,
The ticket's unbooked, there's still Brandon.

Word on the street, someone wants a foursome,
Lampard, Crawford, and Gregory.
Although it sounds really awesome,
Who will be the striker and who the goalie?


Bum-zaka-Bum-zaka-Bum-zaka...yeah...it's a beat...ungh. Check it out yo. XD

Back from Aussie, I Might Go Crazy

...and I made it just in time

To bust a rhyme

Vic and Kim, how're ya'?

Gustave's back from Australia!





Vic tries to dissuade with "Really, Gus? Really?"

Though there's no stopping the mojo already.

From sonnets to rap, to abab,

Marvin's ding-dong streches from a to z.

(Look at your keyboard.)





But, enough with the random verbal barrage,

Meant to break through my blogger's block.

Now I know Aussie's no mere mirage,

Zebra-crossings work...like what the fock?!




Kimmy, Vic, don't leave me behind,

To Melbourne we go together,

Where the waves are cool and the sand is fine,

Hey, half the time we'll be sober.




My eyes are tired, my brain is fried,

And my skin is sun-roasted.

I say a prayer for the cells that died

And that skin cancer I have not contracted.





Melbourne, Melbourne, Melbourne... Loo,

Off to VTAC, on the phone!

Pack my bags and Iris too,

So Kim will never sing alone.




Vic, don't you dare go off to Singapore,

Coz God is coming, and so will you.

Before this poem becomes a bore...

Oh crap, I just realised how wrong that sounded...whoo-hoo!




Fine, I know that last line,

Granted, I may have cheated.

Hey, I just wanna say,

Alright, let's party tonight.




This little parade must come to an end,

As through each stanza I stumble with rhyme.

Nadal nor Lampard will I pretend,

For ball smacking deserves not my time.




And it goes on and on and on again!